You always enjoyed your stay at Japan's house. The atmosphere was comforting and it was all around relaxing. Though the thing you definitely looked forward to was Kiku's extensive collection of manga and anime and that's where you were right now.
You were browsing the shelves of his collection while he sat, playing one of his various games. You scanned the titles, looking for something that caught your interest. You pursed your lips and furrowed your brow as you came across a title that sounded rather cute. Strawberry Panic. Suddenly interested, you flipped it open.
From what you could tell so far it seemed like a cute little manga about teenage girls. As you continued flipping you noticed something; these girls were very… close. There were innuendos and hand holding, beyond that of regular pals. You pursed your lips and turned to the very back pages of the manga. There staring you back on the page was two girls kissing passionately.
You turned a slight shade of red and giggled. You never had a problem with yuri or yaoi. To be honest it made you blush like a school girl. It was just that knowing Japan liked the stuff was a tad awkward. His more sexual side never came out.
You smirked to yourself and slyly slid the volume back into its rightful place. You whistled slightly to act casual and then stopped. "Japan?" You called.
"Yes, _-san?" Japan answered in a calm tone.
You twirled a strand of hair while absent mindedly looking over anime. "Do you like yuri?" You asked innocently.
You didn't have to look at the Japanese man's face to see how flustered he was. He was turning pink and he lost focus of his game. No answer came out of him.
"What about yaoi?" You inquired while taking a seat on the ground in front of him.
Kiku's eyes were locked onto the screen of his video game console. He blinked once. "I don't read nor watch it." He said quietly.
You smiled. He was lying and you both knew it.
